Song | Landing Gear |
Artist | Ani DiFranco |
Album | Red Letter Year |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Hey little bag of sugar floating in your biosphere | |
Summon the courage to put down your landing gear | |
And come out here' | |
Cause I am as exhausted as a drowning polar bear | |
Swimming around, looking for a ride | |
And it's so god awful hot outside | |
Quiet kicking me in the rib every time | |
Adam tells what he did | |
Man creates woman, he says | |
Sweeping his hand through the air like mister show biz | |
And you're gonna love this world if it's the last thing | |
I doThe whole extravagant joke topped in bitter sweet chocolate goo | |
For someone who ain't even here yet look how much the world loves you | |
Look how much the world loves you | |
The candles are burning down, the music is fading | |
Your piñata is torn, it's time to be born | |
And death is at the door peddling that old fashioned blood and gore | |
Here at the house of creation, cue the sobering moment of revelation | |
You're gonna love this world if it's the last thing | |
I doThe whole extravagant joke topped in bitter sweet chocolate goo | |
For someone who ain't even here yet look how much the world loves you | |
Look how much the world loves you |
Hey little bag of sugar floating in your biosphere | |
Summon the courage to put down your landing gear | |
And come out here' | |
Cause I am as exhausted as a drowning polar bear | |
Swimming around, looking for a ride | |
And it' s so god awful hot outside | |
Quiet kicking me in the rib every time | |
Adam tells what he did | |
Man creates woman, he says | |
Sweeping his hand through the air like mister show biz | |
And you' re gonna love this world if it' s the last thing | |
I doThe whole extravagant joke topped in bitter sweet chocolate goo | |
For someone who ain' t even here yet look how much the world loves you | |
Look how much the world loves you | |
The candles are burning down, the music is fading | |
Your pi ata is torn, it' s time to be born | |
And death is at the door peddling that old fashioned blood and gore | |
Here at the house of creation, cue the sobering moment of revelation | |
You' re gonna love this world if it' s the last thing | |
I doThe whole extravagant joke topped in bitter sweet chocolate goo | |
For someone who ain' t even here yet look how much the world loves you | |
Look how much the world loves you |
Hey little bag of sugar floating in your biosphere | |
Summon the courage to put down your landing gear | |
And come out here' | |
Cause I am as exhausted as a drowning polar bear | |
Swimming around, looking for a ride | |
And it' s so god awful hot outside | |
Quiet kicking me in the rib every time | |
Adam tells what he did | |
Man creates woman, he says | |
Sweeping his hand through the air like mister show biz | |
And you' re gonna love this world if it' s the last thing | |
I doThe whole extravagant joke topped in bitter sweet chocolate goo | |
For someone who ain' t even here yet look how much the world loves you | |
Look how much the world loves you | |
The candles are burning down, the music is fading | |
Your pi ata is torn, it' s time to be born | |
And death is at the door peddling that old fashioned blood and gore | |
Here at the house of creation, cue the sobering moment of revelation | |
You' re gonna love this world if it' s the last thing | |
I doThe whole extravagant joke topped in bitter sweet chocolate goo | |
For someone who ain' t even here yet look how much the world loves you | |
Look how much the world loves you |